The next morning, the school felt different.
A heavy, silent tension hung in the air like fog. Whispers filled the halls. Students glanced over their shoulders. The rooftop fight from yesterday had spread like wildfire—even without witnesses, the battered bodies were evidence enough.
Seo Jisoo was in the hospital.
His two underlings too.
No one dared ask who did it.
But everyone knew.
Jang Hamin.
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In the Classroom
Hamin sat at his desk, as calm and silent as ever. His bruised cheek was the only proof he'd even been in a fight.
Han Areum sat a row behind him, watching him quietly. Something had changed.
> He's not just smart... or strong. That look in his eyes yesterday…
She remembered the way he stood—back straight, gaze unshaken, after defeating three upperclassmen.
Daehyun, who used to smirk at Hamin's coldness, was now unnaturally quiet. He hadn't even challenged Hamin to a spar all week.
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Elsewhere – Abandoned Karaoke Room
Kang Hojin slammed his fist into the table, cracking it.
> "He humiliated Jisoo? In one night?!"
Choi Mirae leaned against the wall, arms folded.
> "He's not just some martial arts geek. That fight was surgical. Calculated. He knew exactly where to strike."
Ryu Taesung, always the quiet one, simply said,
> "He's a real threat now."
They exchanged looks.
> "Then what do we do?" Hojin growled.
> "We watch him," Mirae said. "Wait for him to bleed. Everyone's got a breaking point."
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Back at School – Rooftop
Hamin stood alone, wind brushing his hair. He looked out at the city skyline.
His hand tightened at his side.
> That moment… those blue eyes…
He had no memory after the final blow yesterday. Just a flash of light—and a chilling calm in his heart.
> What is happening to me?
He didn't understand it.
But something was awakening.
Something dangerous.
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